Whether it was the five-colored light filaments or the high-altitude electric serpents, they were instantly extinguished by the black sonic waves, which surged like a fierce wind, accompanied by resonant thunderclaps. At that moment, the giant roared and, with a sudden, forceful downward grasp toward the void, the swirling black waves converged toward his palm. Then, they instantly transformed into a spectral black qilin, charging forth with great momentum. Before the qilin's physical form could fully descend, a strange, chilling wind surged downward. Where the wind passed, the air twisted and blurred, as if it could directly freeze the very void. Han Li remained calm, raising a single finger toward the sky. "Pffft!" A sphere of silver flame shot forth from his fingertip, spiraling before expanding into a massive fire phoenix, which then breathed a powerful jet of flame upward. A column of bright red light erupted skyward, instantly piercing through the qilin's form and leaving a hole the size of a large bowl in its body. The qilin emitted a deep groan, and both its spectral form and the chilling wind vanished instantly. And as the silver phoenix's head tilted, another column of crimson light shot straight toward the giant. The crimson beam was astonishingly swift, reaching the giant's face in a single flash. Yet the giant opened his massive mouth and swallowed the beam whole, then chewed thoughtfully and exclaimed, "Delicious!" The cultivators below were stunned. Yet Han Li smiled. "Indeed a true great attainment—no need to resort to these elaborate maneuvers anymore. Let us now display our true powers and settle this matter." "I've been thinking exactly the same!" Enraged by Han Li's demeanor, the giant's face grew fierce. With a single breath, he expelled a jade fan of jade green hue. Grasping it in one hand, he caused countless waves of black mist to surge across his body, and his form instantly expanded into a true giant, stretching hundreds of zhang in length. At the same time, the jade fan in his hand swayed gently in the wind, expanding in turn to become a colossal entity, measuring a full hundred zhang. The vast fan shone with a lush, vibrant green, adorned with countless gold and silver inscriptions. As its light flowed and shimmered, seven layers of radiant flames subtly emerged, enveloping it. It looked profoundly magical. Black raven roared, tightened his arm muscles, and with a single hand, lifted the great fan high, sending out a sweeping cascade of seven-colored light mist that pressed down upon Han Li and the other figures below. The cultivators in the square were stunned, their faces filled with awe and fear, and纷纷 raised their hands to defend themselves. Instantly, countless flying blades, spears, and various treasures and magical artifacts rose into the air, forming a surge of auspicious light and mist that poured upward. The massive man, however, sneered with disdain, pointing his finger at the jade fan. A flash of black light passed through his fingertip, and a streak of black energy vanished instantly, merging into the fan. At once, the fan emitted a deep hum, and the seven-colored light mist swelled dramatically, its power astonishing. The light and mist formed by the myriad treasures struck the fan, yet they were absorbed and vanished as if they had never existed—like a mud ox plung At that very moment, the crowd below was pressed down by the immense spiritual pressure emanating from the colossal fan in the air, compounded by the backlash of the spell, causing nearly half of the more lightly endowed practitioners to pale and expel clots of pure blood right there. Others, though managing to contain the backlash, still experienced turbulent qi and surging inner energy, their bodies unable to mount any effective resistance. This black raven had, with nothing but his own power, successfully held the entire gathering of cultivators at bay—though only for a brief moment, it was still astonishing. The towering giant felt a surge of pride, intending to lift his head and laugh triumphantly. Yet, as his gaze shifted to Han Li standing beside the jade lotus, his expression instantly tightened. Han Li, standing within the jade lotus, had his entire body ablaze with emerald flames rising up to a hundred paces high, gently lifting the surrounding seven-colored light halos. He regarded the giant with a calm, composed smile, showing absolutely no sign of being subdued. The giant was immediately furious, swiftly accelerating his spell, causing the thousand-zhang fan to tilt slightly. A resounding boom echoed from the seven-colored light halos below, and a significant Amidst the intertwining hues of seven-colored light, a massive luminous sphere gradually formed above Han Li's head, its grandeur truly astonishing. Upon witnessing this, the smile on Han Li's face momentarily faded, yet a cold exhalation escaped his nostrils: "Truly, you have overestimated yourselves!" As he spoke, he sealed a series of hand gestures, and a golden glow surged from behind him, revealing a tri-armed, six-limbed form of purple-gold hue. This form was enveloped in a radiant purple-gold aura, adorned with intricate silver spiritual patterns that, upon clarifying, solidified into a tangible, sacred golden body of a Buddha. As soon as the golden form materialized, all six of its arms moved simultaneously, pressing six golden palms firmly into the void above. Instantly, a powerful roar erupted in the heavens. Six immense, intangible forces surged upward. Following a resounding "thunderous boom," the shimmering light streaks in the sky surged and rolled, yet were firmly held back by these six powerful forces. The giant's face paled, and low roars burst from his mouth. With a quick rub of his hands followed by a sweeping motion, a dense barrage of spells poured into the massive fan like a rainstorm. Despite the fan trembling wildly and radiating myriad streaks of霞light, it failed to release a single spell. This time, the giant was truly astonished. Yet before he could take any further action, Han Li paid no heed to the golden form behind him, instead raising one hand toward the great blue lotus beneath him. Instantly, the massive blue lotus beneath him exploded, and seventy-two beams of green light surged upward, converging in the air before merging into a single, ethereal, massive blade of green light that surged forward at an astonishing speed, cutting straight toward the giant formed by the black crane. "A mere trifling feat," the giant rumbled, his voice rolling like thunder. With a hand the size of a small mountain, he seized the green blade of light in his grasp and clenched his fingers tightly. "Crack!" The green light was crushed and shattered with a solid sound. "Hah!" The giant burst into loud, hearty laughter. But at that moment, a shimmering filament of crystalline light shot forth from the bursting azure glow, spiraling around the giant's wrist. A surge of blood erupted, reaching over ten zhang high, and the massive palm slid silently downward. The giant cried out in pain, hastily throwing his jade fan and reaching out with lightning speed to grasp the severed hand. At this very instant, beneath them, Han Li's figure blurred momentarily, vanishing from his original spot. Immediately afterward, a ripple of energy surged near the severed hand, and Han Li emerged silently, raising his arm without hesitation, pointing a finger directly at the severed hand. A deep thud echoed as the hand burst into a cloud of blood mist. Witnessing this, the towering black raven, the great man, his eyes instantly blazing crimson. With a roar of fury, the hand he had grasped hissed and emitted five slender, silver nails, each several zhang long. As his fingers snapped shut, the five nails seemed to transform into five gleaming blades, slashing downward in unison. Han Li smiled slightly, neither retreating nor dodging. With a further motion of his arm, he clenched his fists and delivered a powerful strike into the air. At that instant, countless silver patterns shimmered across his body, and a layer of purple-gold spiritual light spread over every part of his form. A series of crisp "crack" sounds echoed continuously as the five sharp, armor-like blades formed from his fingernails struck Han Li's body—each impact bursting forth brilliant streaks of purple light, followed by the immediate rebound and shattering of the nails. Han Li's arm suddenly exploded with a roar, swelling several feet in length as if by itself. Though his seemingly light and airy fist appeared only as a blur, it struck solidly upon the massive hand—far out of proportion to its size. A wave of light surged forth, followed by another thunderous roar from the giant. Han Li chuckled lightly, his body drifting gently before somehow reversing direction and flying backward, materializing several dozen feet away with a subtle air of contempt as he steadied himself. At the same time, as the light aura around the giant gradually faded and dissipated, a scene that delighted the tens of thousands of cultivators on the plaza unfolded. On the giant's shoulder, blood stained the fabric, and his hand—along with half of his arm—was completely gone. The remaining portion was torn and mangled, clearly suffering severe injuries. "Body cultivation technique! You've advanced to the Great Perfection stage primarily through body cultivation arts!" The giant lowered his gaze to the ruined state of his arm, his voice rising in disbelief, his face for the first time showing genuine apprehension. "The Body-Refining Secret Technique—well, that will do. Since we've begun, Black Hawk, you won't be leaving so soon. Stay with us for a few more days." Han Li smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying. "Now I understand why you dared to rely solely on your physical form and engage in direct combat—your innate talents are truly remarkable." After glancing at the giant once more, Han Li sighed and said. "Hmph. Since your body is so strong, then test your mettle against my other abilities. 'Divide the sky and create the earth!'" With a sharp cry, the giant pressed a hand seal, and his already colossal frame suddenly expanded further, as if blown by a gust of wind. Then, with one arm sweeping through the space before him, an inexplicable and mysterious ripple spread out. "Power of the laws," Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, murmuring under his breath. "I'm glad you understand. I wouldn't believe that a mere newly attained stage of Great Immortality could comprehend even a fraction of the fundamental laws of heaven and earth." The black raven laughed loudly, and as his fingers passed through the air, a slender black line suddenly appeared in the void. Then this line grew hazy, as if the heavens and earth had suddenly reversed; the sky instantly darkened like ink, while the earth suddenly became clear and luminous, with a faint, ethereal glow radiating out.